#wrote a fucking poem

[trashbaget]

#wrote a fucking poem #because a bitch is fucking feeling things #cue venting in the tags because this is where i'm feeling comfortable to do it right now #a while back i caught the love bug for a friend and tbFCKNh it was the very second time i'd ever actually fallen In Love with someone and.. #the first time it didn't end well. long story short: i asked him out and he turned me down but we stayed friends and it actually made us.. #grow closer regardless. a little while later i'd realized my feelings were Different and it just came out one night when we were having a.. #really deep conversation. and i'm glad i told him because it helped me get over him and we got better and things weren't weird at all. we.. #stayed really good fucking friends. now i didn't get to see him for a summer and i definitely don't have feelings for him anymore and i'm.. #sincerely happy for him and his now partner. i consider him (and always have) my best friend. (among others but he's definitely Up There.. #like no. 2 probably) but way too soon after Talking was summer and we were both farthest from everybody and are both the kind of ppl who.. #pretty much don't text anyone except like 2 ppl and we are not one of each's 2. today i got to see him and a bunch of our friends for the.. #first time since fucking april and god have i missed them all. but seeing him again kinda fucked me up a second. threw me for a massive loop #i got Weird (neg) and i was NERVOUS as HELL at the start and for a few minutes i couldn't figure out what it even WAS because i hadn't felt. #that way in a long time. and i am not about to catch those feelings for him again because No. i chilled out after like 3 minutes bc i got.. #reacclimated to being around ppl My Damn Age again and things weren't Weird (neg) anymore. we talked we joked we sincerely said our I Miss.. #Yous and we hung out. with everyone and alone for a bit because ppl had gone out and come back and it was FINE it was NORMAL () and we.. #were GOOD. we ARE good. and i don't love him in that way anymore. i love him as a friend. and that love is definitely more intense than with #other friends because we have a deeper bond and yes because i Loved him. but the fact is i don't and it's ANNOYING to react like i still do. #and getting nervous like i still do. and i kept worrying that something i'd do might make it seem like i do and i don't and just UGH having. #feelings is annoying. i've never been able to stay friends with someone after having feelings for them at all let alone INTENSE IN LOVE FEEL #INGS!! like wtf!!! and this is sincerely one of the best friendships i've ever had and i don't want to and Won't. lose him especially for.. #this but god DAMN am i not having it right now. and my head's been spinning like a fucking tornado in the 5min ride home and i accidentally. #wrote it out in a poem because the words wouldn't go anywhere when i just tried to brain dump about it because Of Course They Did. because i #can't think about this man in anyway except poetically and i can't write a poem unless it's about love in some degree and just UGH love is #and i'm gonna leave it there because i'm running risk of repeatin myself. #if you read all this i positively adore you and also you need to touch some grass bc reading the vents of internet dwellers is for suckers #i am just kidding i really do sincerely appreciate you and love you very very much thank you for caring #please ignore the following organizational tags: #writing #poetry

[itsthislake]

“Icarus.”

it's all about freedom really

Credit goes to An Sifakah for the poem. Enjoy!

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#lake's art #happy birthday sabo! #this time actually on time wow #revolutionary sabo #one piece sabo #asl brothers #asl trio #monkey d. luffy #portgas d ace #watch me tag ace even though he barely shows up #one piece comic #one piece #one piece fanart #oh i'll confess. i traced that ship from a screencap #there's no force on earth that can make me draw a whole ass ship sorry #as always I am stupidly proud of exactly 1 (one) page and this time it's the third #but i also just love that part of the poem so i was already biased towards it before i drew it lmao #i had a whole ass explanation for the reasoning behind this comic that i wrote at like. 3 am. but fuck knows what i did with it #i contemplated colors and immediately gave up. hell nah i'm not doing that again

[pencap]

they warned me that i cannot want you. mother told me wanting you would get me hurt. father told me wanting you would get me scarred. you told me wanting you would get me killed.

foolish heart, do you think i do not know? i have known from the moment that i laid eyes upon you and the devouring void in my chest woke up and named itself wanting and stretched and stretched and never stopped stretching that you would be the death of me.

foolish heart, i am not afraid.

it was always going to get me killed, this life of mine this life of yours this life of ours. and if you are going to be the death of me ( you are, you are, you are ) i would rather die for wanting you than die for hating you. i would rather die for the hope of having you than die for the fear of having you.

be my sun, my winds, my ocean and i will make myself icarus and i will find my joy in your blinding light and i will find my freedom in your touch and i will find my death in your waiting arms.

and you can melt me down like a candle under the flame or you can cast me about like a leaf in the skies or you can swallow me whole like a memory.

i will still be yours and wanting and wanting and wanting.

#spilled ink #poets on tumblr #poems on tumblr #writeblr #writers on tumblr #poetics #i feel like i wrote this in a fever dream #barely actually remember writing it #been in my drafts for a while finally remembered to clean it up and post #i am back to my “fuck titles” phase once more

[gayofthefae]

Do you ever think about how "I have no idea what's gonna happen next, but whatever it is, I think we should work together. I think it'll be easier if we're a team."

is both so poetic and so euphemistic because that boy is not talking about solutions and battles that boy is talking about LOVE.

He wants it to come across, or at least have some plausible deniability that it's, "us not working together will just make the hell storm about to rain down harder" but really it's

"If I die tomorrow, I want you to be by my side; I won't be as scared"

They were already working together. Will forgave him and was acting normal. It was going to be "easier" and there was no obstacle for that. He just wanted to say "I love you" without saying I love you. In season 4, he's already fighting to say "I love you" to El while fighting NOT to say it to Will. Look at him, he's finding work arounds on both sides.

Something about the phrase "I have no idea what's gonna happen next"[but I want you to be there] is just so romantic. Elevated from anything. Beyond "whatever happens next will be bad let's face it together you and me against the world". It's

"I want to jump into the unknown with you"

#byler correct quotes #byler #mike wheeler #subtext #byler subtext #stranger things #byler poetry #im in that silly goofy what the fuck poetry mindset #i dont think anyone is really a poet i think we're all just possessed actually #i once wrote a poem about how i dont remember writing my poems and i dont really remember writing it #because how do people write not how they talk like their soul just vomits onto the lage #*page #WHAT IS WRITING #WHAT

[boilingheart]

Been watching Breaking Bad little by little lately. Why do Walter White and Gale Boetticher read as the most dramatic slowburn ever with the little screen time they have together. wtf. was that just me seeing that? this is my destiel.

#bheart talks #two chemistry experts who are capable of so much but never get the chance to flex their intelligence #somehow finding themselves in this predicament #walt struggling to find some kind of power in it all and frustrated constantly that no one keeps up with him #gale can keep up with him and they have something to talk about and bond over and everything #finally two men who can actually relate to something. anything. #that chemically pure coffee they have #gale reciting poetry by memory to walt #the slowness of that scene #the admiration gale has for walt and his work #the dedication to walt he has in his notebook referencing that poem #hey like who the fuck wrote this and why do we only get like three episodes max of this i think gale boetticher could've fixed walter white #brba #breaking bad

[chaoticbuggybitchboy]

Mikey’s Bread

What was it meant to be?

Was there a recipe?

A reason for this,

A reason for anything?

People write poetry

Spit prophecy

Scream unendingly

Question everything

Is that what you want to see?

Is this who you want to be?

Is that what you wanted to see?

Is this who you wanted to be?

#mikey’s bread #god I’m so sorry #I lack the ability to be normal about things #I made an accidental rhyme and well here we are #this could be such a good normal poem #but I wrote it about a fucked up bread #chaoticbuggybitchboy #my poetry #poetry #i sincerely apologize #text post #mcr #my chemical romance #mikey fucking way

[poemsonmars]

one night when

i was a little kid,

i was sitting outside

and a moth flew full speed

straight into my forehead

and died on impact;

which in retrospect is

one of the funniest things

that has ever happened to me,

but at the time it was horrible.

i remember crying when

its corpse fell into my lap.

death has been following me

and trying to get into my head

since i was a very young.

-mars

#the prompt was: moth #4/20/24 #the other ones #mars.poetry #escapril #escapril 2024 #my poetry #lgbt poetry #original poetry #sad poetry #poets on tumblr #writers on tumblr #spilled ink #spilled poetry #original poem #button poetry #prose poetry #writeblr #poets corner #poetscommunity #i can't believe i wrote a poem about this stupid fucking moth story skdhkdjs

[dootznbootz]

Odypen definitely and equivalently adore each other BUT I weirdly can't see them as the type to actually say "I Love you".

They still definitely vocalize their love for each other but it's more so in "My Joy", and "Extraordinary Woman", "Strange Woman/Man", etc. And very cheesy lines (both say some cheesy shit in the Odyssey, and he definitely does in the Iliad as well. "Joy like a drowning sailor seeing land" bit???)

I could see "I adore you" but even then, that's probably during very specific moments but the actual "I love you"??? I just typed it just now for fic shit and... It weirdly just didn't feel right and I don't know why. 😅

Idk maybe it's kind of because I see them as over the top in ways, they love wordplay and riddles and I think they'd almost think "...That's not good enough >:( " about it??? I don't know???😂

#I wrote this last night. I'll do the asks I got later. don't worry! :D #I am the cheese god remember?😅 #I think these two would try to “out-cheese” each other and whoever is left speechless first loses #“I would forget my own name before I would ever forget you” bullshit. CHEESY #And yes. “I sleep in our nest with you or outside on the dirt” stupidity >:D #I plan for Odysseus as a beggar to ask why she waits so long. As he's been gone a longer amount of time than the time they had together #(Simply asking as reassurance. He knows his answer. Calypso asked him. but what about Penelope?) but she gets mad at the #“Beggar” and pities him as he must be telling the truth about having a miserable life if he never got the chance to know such devotion #How what they have could never be sullied by #something as trivial as distance and years. How the years with him were the best in her life. Only made better by their son. #'My dear Joy made songs and poems about love a reality as that was simply the life we shared. Even separated our 'song' will always echo #no matter how long it's been. I'LL make sure it always does. And I know he's doing the same... That strange man used to say that #even if he died his corpse would drag itself back to us before he'd ever give up.' #...I'm not one for 'odyssey zombie au' but when I first heard it yeah. :'D Came up with this back then #“His eyes as hard as flint or horn-” Bullshit! The sad lil fuck is hiding sobs with coughs and telling her to keep away for fear of her #catching whatever “illness” he has. The nice thing about being disguised as old means sickly old man works. #... #I'm noticing that Odysseus has a lot of silly oneliners while I write Penelope with a shit ton of set up :'D #They are so silly and I love them so much #...I wrote a lot :'D #Mad rambles #shot by odysseus #my headcanons #odypen #yahoo!!! #sometimes I wonder if I should tag this with more things but I don't want to taint the regular tags with my bullshit :'D I KNOW I'm insane

[dodgerboxd]

#what if i wrote a house md. thing. what then #not sure if this counts as a poem. idk #house md #hilson #greg house #james wilson #fucking. thinks about teardrop massive attack. love is a verb #dead poem #my poems

[poems-she-wrote]

I wanted to say I understood why you treated me how you did, I wanted to forgive and forget everything that happened between us. But you don’t deserve that, you don’t deserve anymore of my time.

Because I was good enough, it was you who made me believe I wasn’t.

-fuck you.

#p.s.w #love #spilled writing #poems she wrote tumblr #poets on tumblr #p.s.w spilled ink spilled words #love quotes #him #heart #loving #hurts #fuck you #I was good enough #good enough #fuck you!!! #you don’t deserve me #you don’t know me #you dont even understand #I hate you #I hate you for what you did

[nikoisme]

I was looking through my notes/drafts and I found this and I have no idea what I was on when I wrote this

as you can see I never finished whatever this was supposed to be lmao

#guess who the fuck this is about haha. take a guess. #the last time i wrote a poem it was like.. holy fuck about 4 years ago?? #i did it mainly for literature class and my teachers demanded that all our poems must rhyme #and it was often very limiting so i kinda hate it now. but oh well #i rarely show my poems so this is new #niko rambles

[homosekularnost]

jesus christ superstar (2000) // juno lev - i had gay sex with god

#second coming in a bathroom staaaall #(if i pass this off as healing from religious trauma will you all let it slide. hi) #(do my murderbot mutuals know i wrote a poem comparing myself to judas fucking jesus that earned me about 50 usd and an award nomination) #jesus chris superstar #juno lev #jesus x judas #(<- THIS IS A TAG HI. HANDSHAKE EMOJI)

[castieldelamancha]

Dean looks down at his lap and notices the little mountain of paper pieces that he has created there, his hands nervously tearing up into small pieces the brochure the bubbly young girl that welcomed them at the door gave him when they got to the bar.

Castiel, who was apparently talking to Dean, he doesn't know what about, because he wasn't paying attention, follows his gaze down and, slowly, pries the last remnants of what is left of the bright yellow brochure from Dean's hands.

"Dean, is everything okay?" Dean nods giving Cas a smile that he hopes is convincing enough, and judging by the way Castiel stares at him it probably isn't.

Get a grip man, he tells himself, what are you, fifteen?

Nervous, he is nervous, because he thought this whole night out for Cas and Cas is important and he refuses to let this be anything but perfect. Like he can control every little thing, like he can't accept he actually can't do that.

He takes Cas out on dates now, because they are part of the human experience, because secretly he had always yearned for the chance to do normal things like that with someone he loved, even tough he never thought he could love so much, so fiercely, so openly as he loves his Cas. They spend so much time together nowadays and Dean loves it, but he felt every activity was too much Dean and not enough Castiel. Even if they enjoy similar things and Castiel doesn't seem to mind what they do that much, Dean put all his energy into finding something that they could share but that could mean something more for Cas.

He found this amateur poetry reading night, and he thought, why not? He convinced himself, and then his brain went and gave him a list of why not's while he drove them here.

"I just want this to be good, that's all, okay?" He finally confesses, because Cas is still staring, tone light, as if he wasn't that worried, not at all.

Castiel's eyes soften at that, he puts away the ruined brochure and reaches for one of Dean's hands, interlacing their fingers together, the movement almost causing the pieces of paper mountain to crumble down.

"If it isn't," he says, apparently reading Dean like the open book he is to him these days, "it won't be your fault, I will still appreciate your thoughtfulness, and I will still appreciate the time we spend together."

Dean doesn't even know what he was worrying about, this is Castiel, he reminds himself. He made his way throughout Hell just to get him, to help him, to protect him, to be by his side, over and over again. He can survive two hours of shitty poetry, if it's even shitty. Maybe Dean is judging these strangers too harshly. He squeezes Castiel's hands, unable to say anything since the lights are turning off and people are clapping around them for the first person taking the stage.

Half an hour later Dean decides it isn't boring, nor is it awful, his brain can suck it up. He hasn't let go of Castiel's hand yet, and it isn't in his plans to do so any time soon either.

Struck me like a bolt of lightning,

brought my heart back back to life

The man on stage reads out loud, and Dean, Dean simply turns to look at Cas, watching his focused profile,

the brightness of this light of yours,

fighting off the gloom of this shadow of mine.

Castiel turns to look at him then, mouthing an I love you at him that Dean leans in to whisper right back at him.

#let's be honest what does cas even like we don't know!!! enough with the movie nights let my man fo something else #destiel #also they actually go back to the poetry night again and that time around castiel reads a poet he wrote for dean #i will one day write that fic #vanessa writes ✨ #ficlet #had to thought about a poem and all for that ending #making the amateur poetry reading night real and all #who would have guessed life and mine kinda fucking rhyme not me lmao #tuserpris

[dust-to-dustier]

POISON AND ROT

Something’s rotten in the world

Some twisted sickness has spread

It creeps upon the unsuspecting

The innocent, the downtrodden,

And tears from them all colour

All freedom to create

And rips from them their choices,

Their childish wonder.

And when the poison of it all spreads

And children see no point

In little games and funny jokes

And adults can’t see colour

Cannot pick up a pencil and create

When a mere doodle becomes history 

And a tune is naught but heresy

And questions are a sin,

We will walk the barren earth

Which they salted with our tears,

And gaze upon the sky,

The stars they have long taken,

And the fires spread

As they always should

And the shouting starts

As it always should

And the people gather 

as they always should 

And we will fix it.

They want your curiosity dear,

Your very desire to know,

They want the eyes so full of stars

Empty like the void.

They want the child’s colours gone

Replaced with harsh monochrome-

From the shadows they can rob us better.

They want to take and take and take

With greedy hands and rotten hearts

They poison us

They poison us

They poison us 

They are a plague upon us,

This shadow and its allies

And all the many duplicates

And all these cruel fates

And all these many monsters

And all their many faces.

For all the eyes they have

For all the ways they watch,

Crucially they seem to miss

The sparks that burn

With their fuel of apathy

Fire that will consume them.

Something here is rotten

Something here is twisted

Something here is diseased-

But with careful hands

And burning water

Rot can be removed.

#poetry #ash's poem #original poem #poem i wrote #poem #i wrote this #young writer #spilled ink #hope you enjoyed! #Ash's angry poems #fuck capitalism #socialism #ash's poems on change #idk i have anger #and #freedom #is good #anyway it's been a while #sorry bout that #i forgot i could do this #poem and poetry #young poets #poems on tumblr #poems on anger #think i tagged this correctly #do say if i should change something :)

[rabble-dabble]

and by the way i fucking deserved better. you came back with your hand held out and asked me to love you again like i was a fool, like you knew i wanted you to do but you forgot friendship is a two way street and i loved you deeper than you loved yourself. i heard myself in your words and i knew the answer before you asked the question because i spent a year grieving and a year growing and another two years healing and three more years forgetting and you sent me a message asking me to forgive you as if i already hadn't done so. you asked to try again and i almost became the fool that did it because once upon a time we were best friends then we weren't and i cried at night wishing you'd come crawling back to say those words to me again. and i thought of all the ways i could tear you apart with my teeth before carefully mending you back together with my sparkly glue and my shaky sowing needle.

but in reality i knew if i let you in again that i could forgive you but i'd never be able to forgive myself. i'd be looking into the past and spitting into the face of the kid who gave up everything he felt about you to become me and i needed to let you go like the sand between my cupped hands. the ocean cleans away the grit and leaves seashells in them. its a reminder that there are still things to find and cherish. i deserve to love the world and you will not be a part of it. i am not sorry for that.

#text post #rabble poem #friendship #vent #the audacity of ex best friends to message you like 'hayyyyy' #begone bitche #and also imagine my face when i find out my message to her was in the echo of the vent letter i wrote in a vent book #i could forgive her but i'd never forgive myself <- fav line btw. no i am not being normal about it #also yeah i blocked her ass she was like 'i miss youuuuuu i miss our friendshiiiip' #girl. 6 years too late what. we homoerotically broke up /queer platonically in MIDDLE SCHOOL move ON #me as i say the most fucked up writing possible. listen i deserve it i was normal about it for like a MONTH #imagine my surprise when i open my facebook messanger at work and i see her name like i almost threw away the whole damn phone #she said she couldnt stop thinking about me tho like LMAO i live rent free in ur head?? have fun with that bye <3

[spearxwind]

[ THE REDLIGHT ]

The poem prose for this was written by @vynive, based on my Redlight concept for Challenger Deep! It was so good that I made a whole comic thing with it :] enjoy!

#challenger deep #collab #ocean #the abyss #ougghghh the symbolism #long post #maybe............. #windyart #they wrote the poem first btw and then i was like ayo........... please i gotta draw a comic to this its so fucking good #also oughghgh textures. i sharpened this so it looks like it got baked in the microwave #this one is also a lil more experimental hough i hope its good #POV you are a funny little light at the bottom of the sea and you are witnessing The Horrors #comic #scribble comic #friend writing